Luyện nghe bài hát No One's Iller Than Me

Artist: Eminem f/ Swift, & Fuzz

Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid at you
and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha

No iller than me (wha?)
No one, no one is than me
No one is iller me
It's Mr. from the 313...

I rappers wanna turn into singers
I hoes lickin' they fingers
Bring this and face this meanin'
Got your whole doing subpeonas
Hell nah you ain't seen a genius
Murder whoever's us, pack your heaters
it close, you can't beat us
While whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this
I done made outta these non-rappin rejects
the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret
That your sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state
Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the rate
I'm Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers then you can tell
From shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals
I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin'
Makes you wanna kill an yourself, you might as well
Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin'
Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose they
Everything is foul when Swift's around, now
Niggas dumb to try to front and escape, how?
I'm gonna take this 'gnac and drink it straight
Niggas fallin' in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW!

It's Swifty the 313
Like I said no one is iller me, unnhh!

Me and and Mike
Drivin' down Van
Get my dick sucked late at by a fuckin' transvestite
on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
Last this old man I had to blast
'cause he tried to me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a
Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til I her pocketbook
Fuckin' with the white boys got me on crack
Better explain where the hell TVs and VCRs is at
I done lost 100 pounds, I been eatin' like I should
This dog in the street is sure lookin' good!
Rob this boy in his fuckin' paper route
bottles at day care centers and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back a 2-piece
she found out I was havin' an affair with her 10-year old niece

No one, no one's than me
It's Kid straight from the 313
No one, no one is iller me
It's Bizarre Kid straight the 313

Nobody better test me, 'cause I wanna get messy
Especially I step inside this bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, the crew hugs, guzzle two mugs
Before I do drugs that make me throw up flu bugs
True thugs, unshaven messy scrubs
Whippin' 40-bottles like the Pepsi clubs
a fifth, crack open a six
I'm on my 8-ball, now I gotta take a piss
I'm hollerin' at these hoes that got
Who gives a fuck who was
I'm always takin' someone else's girl like Cool J
They probably don't be packin' anyways, do they
We walked up, stomped they asses and blew buzz
Mics get
Stab your abdomen with a hand pocketknife and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin' crib up when I ran it
Fuckin' felon, headed to hell in a
shit will get you, your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran
Get your damn ass kicked, by fantastic
Furious motherfuckers
Flashin' in of your face without the Grand Masters

Slim Shady, nobody iller than me

I run shit like an ass with
lead to leave your cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a casket
spread of acid heads
Come to abort you like a egg
That trash you got you standin' on plastic legs
Ask the feds from past the
Rockin' the classic threads
Flashin' bread, roll down the
Bitch you got some legs, you can get 'til that ass get red
You can get 'til ass get red
Bizarre you get him and him, you get him and him
I'll get him and him, leave the two for my nigga Eminem
writer's block, I block writers
My block's tighter, ante up and get top fighters
Got fired for the counter with a mop stick
Some ran up screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got kicked, now she screamin' "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and grab this hot
Wherever you shop bitch, Scooter '97 crop pick
Sick a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got
I shoot a rocket through optic
You niggaz still don't know the top
I got bricks, my foot in your ass
And have you socks bitch!
We rock shit, leave fuckin' knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot
(No one...)

Ain't iller than me

It's the Mr. from the 313
No one, no one is iller me
It's Eminem and from the 313
No one, no one is iller me
It's Fuzz and Buzz-arre the 313

You have now 4 ill emcees!
From the of potholes and trash
We'll blast...